Dark Knight
Joined<div>The morning's bitterness<br>I taste on your lips<br>Defiling the embrace<br>That you impose on me.<br>And the bleakness <br>Of the bedroom walls<br>Yell obscenities <br>In reply to my confession.<p></p>What else shall I breath<br>But the fumes of fiery breath,<br>The winsome words of hatred<br>And the tortuous relief of betrayel.<br>Instinct no longer plays a part<br>In this mockery of survival.<br>Only some dark and twisted force<br>To shape the relic of my former self.</div>